Here I am in snowy Ohio and I didn’t pack boots to come out here for Christmas vacation. Must have been lulled by all that Spring like weather we were having in December.
Mark is the guest blogger cause when he got home at ten Saturday night he showed me a photo he had taken with his phone of the Christmas lights in the snow. I asked him to go back out for me and take one for the blog.
So he took out my camera(Canon 5D with a 50mm lens) and the new remote cable release that just got delivered via UPS and it was set at ISO 400 f.1.4. 1/60 shutter. I thought the result was excellent . First time using a cable remote and now he knows how to reduce camera shake. Tripod in the back of the freezing car and no way we’re setting up unless the snow stops falling.
Thanks Mark. Maybe tomorrow night I will borrow Erika’s boots and trudge around in the snow.
A friend called and invited me for a slice of cherry pie for President’s Day. Hot tea. I walked down the hill wrapped up in hats and scarves and boots. A good thing- I couldn’t believe it when I came out of her front door two hours later and the snow had accumulated and was piling up. That 60 degree weather on Saturday and now this? YIKES. I trudged home, shoveled the walk and it’s blowing and snowing and really cold. The snow was wet and heavy and a 2 hour delay has been called already for school. How they will clear all the streets before the school buses head out is a puzzle to me. (edit 5:30 AM. All schools are CLOSED! At least they didn’t wait to call it at 7 when everyone is already there. My friend just called, teaches instrumental music and gave me the news auf Deautsch singing Schnee Tag )
Not Spring Yet!
It isn’t that we aren’t ready for the crocus
and blossoms.
We got an unexpected snowstorm.
Shoveling again. And again.
Burrowing in the flannel sheets.
Florida friends, I am thinking of you!
Back to bed.
View from my friend's front porch as I started my walk home up the hill.
Heard from many friends and family who knew and loved Lori today. And from friends who didn’t know her but were touched by her story and loving image with Fredi. I tried to write back little notes of thank you to those who emailed or posted and I told her sister Sara about the overwhelming response but she can’t bear to look at it right now, understandably. A sad day.
Read a tip to revisit something you’ve already photographed, but return in another season or different time of day. After photographing Heinz Field the other day before the AFC game I swung by the Bill Mazeroski statue above the Allegheny River and shot him running into home plate, surrounded by snow. Some of you may remember my photographing the statue unveiling. No people in this shot. I had dinner with my friend Sue R. who is a serious fan and a member of the Lady Bucs Club. She has her tickets to go to Bradenton for Spring Training games. I told her about shooting the statue in the snow and she said she was looking forward to seeing him. Susan Wagner is the sculptor of this incredible statue.
A recurring theme around the city as I travel between schools- I see chairs. The chairs make me wonder about the owners, their usual occupants. Somewhere in my hard drive I’ve a photo of a high chair near the curb, waiting for pick-up. Chairs have a personality of their own. I love to hear the names of different types of chairs, each evoke an image- wing chair, ladderback, Windsor or Eames. Lawn chair, rocking chair, lounge or arm. High chair, club chair, captain chair, molded plastic, patio or kitchen chair. School chairs are not particularly comfortable. Kids love the rolling ones on wheels. Folding, stackable, side chair or throne. Where do you sit?
Everyone has a chair.
Some more comfortable than others.
What kind of chair do you prefer?
As always,
Two yellow chairs and a gray one on Evaline Street. Yellow curb peeking through the snow.
Where a house used to be, unshoveled steps to an empty lot. An iron pipe for a rail. What’s left of it. On the way to school I look up and see this bizarre sight. Pulled over, flashers on, catch of the day, one block from school Thursday morning. Had to look up the definition of stock-still
Days are longer now. Natural light still shining yesterday at 6:30 PM as I drove from school- teachers had to make up time off for the G20 days. The sunlight through the new library windows so intense it hurt our eyes. The blinds are on order. The bright light a welcome change. Birds chirp in the morning now. The snowpiles melting. You feel a “lift”. Wednesday night I drove down Hampton St. and this house on the corner shone like daylight it was so bright. Unexpected cheery lights
As a lighthouse beacon for wayfarers traveling city streets at night